Riots

Your chair is there

Your body is on the lam

Until you bring it home

I'm striking up the band

Just so you know--

There'll be riots on your hands

There'll be riots on your hands

There'll be riots on your hands

When I control the masses

The traffic and the grass

The sorceror's apprentice

Will conjure up your ass

Your chair is there

Your body is on the lam

Until you bring it home

I'm busting up the band

Just so you know--

There'll be riots on your hands

There'll be riots on your hands

There'll be riots on your hands

There'll be riots